That Good Part

This morning I read a post on another blog with this title, "Steps Toward Stupid." The guy was writing about the small things he is prone to do that sometimes produce spiritual train wrecks in his life. For him, it's listening to a certain type of music that he was into during a debauched time of his life. From listening a little to listening a lot, to withdrawing from friends, to blowing off church, to skipping devotions.....pretty soon he's wondering what happened. It all happens slowly, it's not like he listens to Stairway to Heaven and becomes a warlock the next day, but in almost imperceptible ways he is drifting from a close relationship with his Savior. Of course, this made me wonder about my own "steps toward stupid". What are those things that dull my sensitivity to the Spirit, or choices of activities that seem like no big deal but end up totally not being pleasing to God? I'm not telling. Okay, maybe I'll tell you later. The re...

I found this question and video on another blog, and while I can't answer the question, I can say that this is eerily reminiscent of the dining room at Women's Retreat.

I have a number of friends, whom I have made fun of before, that define themselves as non-readers. Then they ask me for a book, read it, love it and want another one. My assesment is that when they think of doing something fun, or that they would classify as a hobby or entertainment, reading isn't the first thing that come to mind. They are, however, all women who love God, love His Word, and love learning who He intends them to be and how to please Him. This story is for all my reading and (ahem) non-reading friends. By the way-my witty daughter sent me this story. One morning a husband returns after several hours of fishing and decides to take a nap. Although not familiar with the lake they are visiting, his wife decides to take the boat out. She motors out a short distance, anchors, and pulls out a book to read. Along comes a Game Warden in his boat. He pulls up alongside the woman and says, "Good morning, Ma'am. What are you doing?" "Reading a book,"she ...

I hate a sentence that begins with "what if". Really. There is enough stuff in the world that I know I don't know, I really don't need to imagine what else there might be that I don't know. There are, however, some things I do know, and here's one. (click on "one")

This beautiful spring morning I lingered over my coffee while watching a tiny bunny eat my grass.........for 7.5 seconds. Then I switched on my trusty Palm Treo (I love my phone, but that's another post) and my heartbeat shot up when I saw today's to-do list. Bye bye, bunny. Top of the list this week is the deadline for my contribution to our annual women's retreat. Thirty items later is the bottom of the list so I vaulted into action. In almost every room in my house is a copy of "My Utmost for His Highest" so in an effort to keep my head from exploding before 9:00 a.m., I picked it up to read. I think you'll appreciate the irony. Especially since the retreat I'm frantically working on is based on Matthew 11-" Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden ...." Cast your burden on the Lord . . . —Psalm 55:22 We must recognize the difference between burdens that are right for us to bear and burdens that are wrong. We should never bear t...

This is what I do most Saturdays, and not a few other days of the week as well. It does not involve a mall (but it does involve the occasional Starbucks), it does not involve a church building (but a lot of ministry happens) and it does involve a rockin' good time! Sonia's husband Oscar took the pics, which is why I show up in them occasionally, and he did the video too.